maybe all of this hurting
was to build up to the moment
that everything went right.
maybe I cried all those tears
so that now when I look at
a photo of you
I don't hurt or get sad.
maybe I fell in love with him
not because I was meant to be with him,
but just to know what love
really feels like.
maybe I lost my friends
to befriend myself and move forward?
maybe all of this hurting
was a pre-life ritual.
maybe now is when life really starts.
and maybe all of this hurting
was for nothing
at all.
YOU ARE READING
post graduation
Poetrysince I have graduated high school and outgrown the "greenhouse" chapter of my life, it is time to move onto a new story. one post graduation. post greenhouse. post mourning.
